{ OT WritingAJOURNAL WITH WDC project 4}

{Writing a journal with WDC project4}{ 3 entries}

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Christmas
The snow is in the ground
And tree tops sparkle and white A new day has adorned
Baby Jesus has just been born
Hush my child do not fret
Up in the sky
A star
Will guide mankind to where you are?
Children's toys on the floor
It's too cold to play outdoors Mama is in the kitchen
Preparing the festive spread
All her favourite recipes are in her head
The Christmas tree in the corner
Stands sparkly and looking grand These things we do on Christmas day to welcome Jesus into our homes to stay. 16
The Mill
The old mill still stands
Its propellers no longer go
And all around the weeds do grow
Orange sky up above
The mill stands all aglow
Lights up the history
When once it was working long ago
And the propellers round and round would go
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Run Run Run Your Work Is Done
A picture of beauty
What a sight
Standing tall
Black as night
A coat that shines
And then he whines
In the field the horse stands
A powerful figure
And looking grand
Enjoy the freedom
Your working days are over
Your retirement just began
Run run with all you might
A powerful sight is the horse
With his coat as black as night 18
The waterfall
I walk along the path
That leads to the waterfall
In autumn with winds that gently blow
The gentle breeze in your hair
And branches on the trees will soon be bare
The colours of nature all around
And the beauty is magnified
With the roaring sound
As the water falls over rock on to the ground’s
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I remember
I wander by the old oak tree
Me my husband and me and family
I see your initials on the tree And I remember
When it was just you and me
On the branch, we would swing
Over the river
And sometimes fall in
The memories come flashing back and reality stop me in my tracks
I have a husband
You have a wife
But as I pass the old Oak tree
A little spark returns to me
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Click Click Click 1 2 3
Wherever you be you will find my camera and me
click click click
Pictures one two three
Pictures of rivers or a tree
And even a picture of me click click click One two three
at a wedding
I clicked the bride to be and a car in flames
the picture I claimed
Click click click
Once again
wherever I be you will hear
Click click one two thru 21
The Dream
I had a dream last night
Not the kind
That gives you a fright
This dream was like a story book
To read the pages
Peep inside and look
In a little red house
Far inside the woods
Lived the fairy Queen
She wore a dress
One half red
The other half green
A handsome Prince by her side
Her soldier

He guards his bride
Fairies and elves all reside
Inside a giant mushroom they hide
A turtle dove
To pledge there love

Now go to bed and dream this book
Open the page and have a look
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The log Cabin
It was quite late in the evening when I arrived at the log cabin. The sun was just going down and a blanket of black clouds was floating by displaying cracks of orange colour between them. I hauled my fishing tackle from the car into the cabin. It was still dsummer time and in no need for a fire. I took a rug from the cupboard, and spread it over the settee in case it turned chilly.
I walked down the wooden deck leading to the water, to see the sun set and feel the warm breeze on my face. The reflection of the fir trees, and the weeping willow all looked pretty on he water like a looking glass.
I rolled my trousers my knees and removed my socks and shoes. I sat on the edge of the decking and dangled my feet in the water. I was at peace with myself, and looking at my reflection in the water, I looked like Huckleberry Fin. I was happy and I soaked up the atmosphere of the evening


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Sacred Heart
Oh, Lord your heart
Burns with love
Your arms open out to me each day
And in return I will pray
For peace to return in the world today.
Oh, sacred Heart Your hearts on fire
The love you give and peace you desire but still we complain and then we maim
And go to war once again.
Oh, sacred Heart I pray each day
That our love for you will never stray
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Blue Sunset

In my mind, I can see
A place where
I'm longing to be
To see the sunset rise
And sit beneath the palm tree
To see them gently blow
To feel the warm breeze on my face
This place I'm longing to go
And see its colours blaze
On the water its beauty shows
Cyprus a place I know












{Mary Ann MCPhedran}